She Is Not a Witch

When Lorrain Hill opened his eyes again, he found himself sitting in a room in a tall tower.

The dim light shone on the table, and it was late at night outside the window, and there was silence.

There is no one else in the room, only herself.

After waiting for a while, without seeing anything happen, Lorrain Hill turned his attention to the desk in front of him.

A thick book with a copper shell is quietly placed there, its edges and corners are a little shiny and worn, it seems that it has been used for a long time.

She opened the book and flipped through it slowly.

Most of them are complicated formulas, calculation processes, some design sketches, inspirations, etc. Until the last part, there are some records similar to diaries.

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Suddenly feel a kind of fatigue. It turns out that even me, there are times when I am tired and unable to do what I want.

Oz's domestic affairs, large and small, have never been cut off, more than I thought.

It's time to delegate some power, as Edwina said, everything must be balanced.

But these are just a little troublesome little things, and what makes me even more tired is the despair in the endless search.

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When I was very young, I briefly met Trinasha, the butterfly witch who also has the name of time.

For some reason, it was a brief, ordinary, less than half a day meeting, but the scene of that day has always been in my mind.

I was taken by sister Selene and ran into her. At that time she also brought a little girl, which was Hadith.

"Are you Dorothy?" Those eyes looked at me, and didn't regard me as a kid who didn't understand anything.

...

"Want to pursue knowledge and truth? But that is not necessarily the path to happiness." The butterfly witch at that time led me and Hedis to walk among the flowers among the trees.

"The more you get in touch and the more you know, the more holes and ugliness you will find."

"Therefore, I became more and more suspicious of past opinions and opinions, and finally remained skeptical about everything, thus rejecting and disbelieving any good things. Because that is deviating from interest and reason."

"But, despite this, after seeing so many misfortunes and ugliness, I still miss and appreciate the little irrational warmth."

"At least their existence makes me feel at ease."

.....

These are all the words I heard when I was with the butterfly witch for a short time.

In a few short sentences, I didn't care about it, because the exploration of knowledge is so wonderful and the strength to become stronger is so happy. I can do whatever I want to do at will.

Everything up until the first few years, I think so.

However, it was not until recently that I gradually came into contact with my ceiling and limits, and realized my weakness and insignificance.

Although the kingdom of Oz has become stronger day by day, as its number reaches tens of millions, I can no longer grasp every aspect. This feeling of losing control is really uncomfortable.

Many unfavorable news came from the exploration of the galaxy universe.

The Ivar galaxy is located at the end of the spiral arms of the Milky Way. The surrounding star systems are few and pitiful, and they are all far apart. If we want to open up more suitable planets in the future, we have to head towards the center of the spiral arms.

However, the situation on the side of the spiral arm... (Lorraine Hill looked at this place and Dorothy seemed to pause for a long time, falling a few deep points.)

Ancient people are really great and crazy.

How many star systems did they colonize and build in, so that the huge number of corpses formed a wall of sigh that blocked everything. Those phantoms wandering in the air, like immortal ghosts, linger forever, chasing the living intelligent creatures forever.

Perhaps this planet is the only paradise and home. Really happy and sad words.

Now that I know all this, I also began to hesitate. Is it to continue to maintain these thousands of years of illusory happiness, or to tell everyone the cruel truth that we are just tiny animals trapped in cages.

The truth is not necessarily beautiful, it will even cause more harm, and it will not benefit life. It is like telling a young mother that your child will definitely die. This is an inevitable fate. She should be uncomfortable and unhappy.

But now, I can't look back.

The road has been completed, countless people and friends have already **** the starting train and rushed towards the inevitable future...

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Lorraine Hill looked at the follow-up scribbled and messy record, which contained Dorothy's constant reflections and self-arguing sentences.

In the late state of Oz, Dorothy's thoughts split.

Some still insist on running to the starry sky and fighting the endless phantom, even if it will lead to the destruction of everything.

The other part believes that maintaining the peace and happiness of the moment is the most important thing. Things on the starry sky are too far away, and people may not need it.

For this reason, she also asked Tides to make a similar phantom for herself. The two often argued with each other in academic seminars, told each other, conveyed both viewpoints, and let the domestic mages choose by themselves.

Such behavior, of course, caused the division of domestic mages, and finally after the collapse of Oz, the two sides also came to a situation of mutual opposition.

Under the pressure of the green threat and the ambitious goal, Ruerna's faction also paid more attention to efficiency and data, and gradually moved to the extreme extreme of pursuit of power. This is almost a historical necessity.

When the copper-clad book was over, Lorraine's eyes went dark, the scenery around him changed and he appeared in another room.

At the moment she was in front of the mirror, looking at the girl in the mirror who was also wearing a black short skirt and stockings.

Suddenly, the dark-haired girl in the mirror smiled.

"Are you the one who read my diary in the future." It seemed that Dorothy was standing on the other side of the mirror and talking to her.

"Who will it be? Suqin, Tides, Edwina, Agatha, or Si Ye who is about to fight with me."

"But if you can get this diary, it means I'm gone."

"Actually, there are a lot of nonsense in the front of the diary. Those are things that have nothing to do with the truth."

"Did you look carefully and guess what clues are in it, haha."

"Actually, these are deeds that have nothing to do with the truth, but they are important experiences of my personal growth. If I don't tell you, how can I understand how great the owner of this diary is."

"Well, let's get to the point now. What kind of world do we live in?"

"Undoubtedly, this is a world with a glorious civilization. The time they lived is about 50,000 to 60,000 years ago. This group of past existences created many races in the world. Today's humans, elves, orcs, It can be said to be its branch."

"Does it sound a little unbelievable, but it is true, that unimaginable ancient civilization, like a god, transforms the world and creates new life."

"But this kind of civilization has not continued. They seem to be extinct, and they seem to have left this star, so only our remaining existences are left."

"The extinction of such a powerful civilization must be some kind of powerful calamity."

"Yes, it is the Chaos Calamity familiar to the mainland."

"The source is the intelligent lives of ancient times. They died in the disaster that was everywhere as if they were infected by a virus. The souls of the dead creatures were also broken and dirty, becoming a new chaotic phantom."

"If it's just that, it's okay, the corpse and ghosts will slowly decompose and dissipate."

"But in fact they don't. They seem to be held by something, and they haven't completely died. In other words, there are still some instincts and unconsciousness."

"This is something incomprehensible to common sense. It's like a fish chopped into three pieces. It should be dead. But the soul is not like that. The broken soul is still the soul. Under the influence of a special power or force, these existences are still there. Retaining weak activity means that even if they become fragments, they will slowly grow and replicate."

"This is the scary place."

"And the ancient civilization, its population and number are unmatched by the world of Yvar, its people are countless, and such a huge existence, even if only one percent is left, is hundreds or thousands of times that of ours."

"The strength of life back then was not something that the fragile human beings can contend."

"This has led to my final idea slowly going bankrupt. Even if we fly out of this world and go to other parts of the galaxy, we will have to face endless disasters."

"The existence of intelligent creatures is like a flaming light in the dark night, attracting these phantoms to keep approaching."

"The stronger and more active its existence, the more phantoms it will attract."

"According to my observations, perhaps it is because there are more and more extraordinary people on this planet, and they are getting stronger and stronger, and chaotic phantoms are gradually attracted, slowly approaching in the galaxy, as short as hundreds of years, and as long as several Thousand years. One day they will reach this last paradise."

"In addition, the chaotic vortices on the earth and the ocean are the gates of time and space for the ancients to other planets."

"The planets that can be directly connected to the capital by ancient people must be important and prosperous. Maybe there is an environment suitable for life."

"If one day is really unsustainable, then we have to fight back, open one of the doors, open up a new home, and transfer life to another planet."

"In this way, the peace of the dimensional coefficient can continue for thousands of years, until the next time the phantom army struck across the galaxy."

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"Sacrifice is inevitable, even our witch is the same."

"In addition, the orcs of the wild age may be right. We witches are just fragments of the gods, just like the bright flames in the dark night, attracting chasing chaos and phantoms."

"And by killing the witch, you can keep the darkness to the utmost extent and delay the arrival of disasters."

"It's a sad and cruel fact. It is clear that the gods are the most glorious crystallization of ancient people, but now they are the source of all disasters."

.....

"Finally finished." Dorothy blinked an eye in the mirror, seeming to relax a lot.

"Now my mission and mission are over. And you, who knows all the truth, how will you deal with and solve it."

"Like me, I'm strong desperately and try to break the situation with that weak force. Or, tell everyone the truth, let everyone take on this cruel reality with you, and then consider the final choice."

"In addition, I have to remind you that if you tell the truth, I think the witch will become a victim of everyone's screaming and beating, just like what the orcs did in the past."

Dorothy in the mirror closed her eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and then gently spit out a few words in her mouth.

"Thanks, my successor."

When the voice fell, the world in front of Lorrain Hill quickly dimmed, and finally only saw the fuzzy face in the mirror and a drop of tears on his face.

Everything was going away, everything was disappearing, when Lorrain Hill recovered, she had stood in the small underground room again.

There was a slight cracking sound, and the diary in her hand turned into tiny particles amidst the sound of disintegration, and then dissipated in the air without a trace.

This seems to be a means left by Dorothy to prevent the endless proliferation of the things recorded in it.

Looking at the gradually empty hands, Lorrain Hill had an unreal feeling, as if everything just now was like a dream. But it is indeed a real moment in history.

The real red empire that is precarious in wind and rain, the fleet across the sea, the eastern continent where the phoenix is ​​flying, the country of the mage that everyone extols, the legendary witch of time and space, the truth about the coming disaster.

Standing quietly on the spot, Lorrain Hill slowly calmed down the emotions in his heart after a long time.

"Dorothie, Gu..." She slowly recited the girl's name, recalling her wonderful and legendary life.

One of the five phoenixes of the Eastern Kingdom, the archon of the Mercury Dynasty, the pioneer of the magic sequence, the great witch of Oz, the leader of the frontier of the times, and the prophet of the truth of the crisis.

No wonder she is so confident and proud.

Lorraine Hill shook her head slightly and walked out of the room slowly, when she came to the last door again.

Although behind the door are stones and soil, she already knows how the door opens.

As if she remembered the movements Dorothy often used, she held her hand on the doorknob, and then said silently.

‘Open the door, the promised person has arrived. ’

A light gleamed through the gap of the door, and then opened, revealing a passage extending downward from the back.

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Somewhere several kilometers underground in Mozwa, a woman in a white dress raised her head in surprise and looked at the top of her head.

"What's the matter, elder sister?" beside her, there was a woman in a black dress. The two dresses corresponded to each other, like twins.

"Nothing, who seems to have opened the door I left behind."

"Well, which guy is late?" the woman in the black dress tilted her head and asked.

"No, the last few we invited have already arrived, and no one is absent."

"That is to say, some outsiders who don't know know the code word of the door."

"Strange, who else would know? Even when she was in Oz, only Dorothy sister knew ~www.readwn.com~ and she promised not to tell others." The woman in the black dress said so.

"Forget it, don't think about it. No matter which sage or witch comes, we can't stop us. And we will open the door to a new world here, let death and innovation bring to this world, this Dorothy The world where my sister is no longer there." The woman in the white skirt stood up.

"Let's start with us." The woman in the black dress on the side also replied.

The two of them walked out of the room, and the underground square outside was already full of figures. A tall golem, and an elite wizard with frost flames, stood still and waited. At the end of the underground space, there was an erection. The huge ring that rises up has a diameter of nearly a hundred stories high.

A railroad track was laid from the ground, and then stretched all the way up to the center of the circle. At the end of the rails, a train full of Frost Union elites is ready.

About seven Extraordinary Sequence 9s are standing quietly in the square at this moment, waiting for the arrival of the last moment.

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